Ever heard the saying, "When it rains, it pours" ?
That has been my world over the last couple months and another storm just hit.
I have a very fragile relationship with my family. There have been many problems over the last 10 years. In that time I have found an unlikely ally in my Uncle Carl.
We were never incredibly close. There was never really a reason for that. We just never spent much time together beyond family gatherings. Since I met my husband and moved to Maine my Uncle has been one of the few people I have kept in contact with and the only member of my family that I have seen in 8 years. He is the only member of my family to have met my husband.
I just recieved an email from my cousin (his oldest daughter) that he has been diagnosed with liver cancer and that the cancer has spread into his bones. It is now in his rib cage and back. The cancer is not operable. In the next few days he will undergo a biopsy and then his doctors will determine a plan of action.
Right now I feel somewhat like I am on a sinking ship in the middle of the Atlantic. Everytime I try to steady myself, my life, some new enemy attacks. I believe in prayer and the power of positive thoughts. I just may need a reminder of that in the next few days.
I am scared for my uncle. But I also feel as if I am selfish because this means that I will have to interact with my family more over the coming days, weeks, months. And that is rarely a good thing. Most families can pull together when times are tough and act as one, strong unit. Those days are over for my family. And I am not looking forward to the anger, the bittnerness and the fighting.
My uncle has made the decision that he does not want to discuss the cancer at all. We are welcome to call him and have a random, general discussion but any mention of the cancer is forbidden and is to be only discussed with my aunt and his daughters.
God help me, because I dont think I am strong enough to face any of this.
If you believe in prayer please say a prayer for my uncle.